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Posted on Thursday, November 17, 2011
Posted at 9:40 PM
Posted at 9:40 PM
ONE WEEK LEFT, ONE WEEK LEFT, ONE WEEK LEFT!!!!
I know, i know, I've had numerous blog posts complaining about my life as a slave in army. But maybe I had been over-exaggerating, because I was happy most of the time. Even in hardcore tough, demoralising times such as SOC, outfield, IPPT and what nots, or when your commander tekan you cos of crazily stupid reasons like yawning, the only reflex I have when I walk down the memory lane is a big wide smile.
Because of? Because while ur entire body is drenched with irky urky sweat, ur face in so many creative patterns of green and black, you have your fellow brothers-in-arms with you. We look at each other and laugh at each other, mostly because we are in that same stupid situation and there's no way out.
SAF emphasizes so much on teamwork, it can't emphasize enough. From simple things like throwing rubbish to hardcore stuff like outfield battles, you need a team to carry out everything swiftly and smoothly. And it's through these times that you forge friendships with each other, and learn from the strong points that others have.
I've been inspired too many times. I always look in admiration at how Dunyang would take all the work, volunteer for all the chores, and never nags. I advised him countless times, even told him stories, that if everyone's like him in the world woah the world would be so perfect. No worries, no crime. But NOOOO, you've got jerks lying like dogs everywhere around and he's bound to get taken advantaged of some time.
And he always replies that life would be so much meaningful if we stop thinking about how unfair the world is. Muarks. Secret formula to stay young, happy and lead a life of no regrets.
I always look at how Zhengxian demonstrates his seniority and leadership skills to get things done, and yet able to say 'no' whenever he feels unfair, wronged, or just wants to protect his section and platoon. Or how Weiteng, despite continuously failing and retaking and failing and retaking all the SOCs, never whines, though he doesn't seem to be happy as well. Emotion-less.
I will apply all I haven't learnt from them in my future endeavours. That's what NS is all about. If you haven't changed after these two years, if all u did was sleep in bunk, then you probably have wasted it all away.
Precious two years, fast huh? To all NSFs out there have you wasted it away? Before you know it, you have to work, marry, start a family and whoohoo, die.
I've forged serious friendships with Christopher, Weixing, Jeremiah, Yingxiang and the friend whom I spent the most number of years with, Eugene. I love to demonstrate violence on Christopher, maybe cos he irritates me too much, but come on, I never meant any of that. (Or did I?) Weixing, haha, my bestest friend in 40, maybe my earliest too. Stop stealing food and get your own, you cb. Jeremiah, I appreciate the fact that you always give good advice, and hang out with me in gym at night. And Yingxiang, all your GOD DAMN LAME NERDY GEPER JOKES I can only look back and laugh.
One thing's for sure we will see each other less and less, so i will try to get used to it. It's weird not seeing your faces in the toilet every morning, going for our meals together (now my meals would be me and myself only cos everyone in my family is busy and all), going for our movies, and so on. I sincerely hope you all would be successful in future, Yingxiang in your math, Christopher in your errr drawing or gaming or whatever, weixing in your family business, and jeremiah with your er girlfriend.
And my commanders are the absolute ultimate, esp Tse Siong Bernard Muyao Ee Hong. Our nightly body maintenance, the "Oh yeahssss" (Ok, I seriously hope all the vulgarities or whatever forms of guailan language I've learnt won't follow me into uni). I remember facing Tse Siong (whos in his M113) in the middle of track arguing with him that he's supposed to be dead cos i shot him already, but he just waved good bye at him and at that point of time I was too tempted to climb up the M113 and karate throw him down. I remember Bernard always asking me to do work, but yet always does the work with me, he's the closest to Dun Yang ever. Muyao who always provided me with comfort and advice, especially when I'm feeling really down. And Ee Hong, haha, ok, what the hell? I seriously don't know much about you cos most of our memories were forged in the gym, but you are a pro!!!!!
Ok, i better go right now. My post's too long and draggy.
I know, i know, I've had numerous blog posts complaining about my life as a slave in army. But maybe I had been over-exaggerating, because I was happy most of the time. Even in hardcore tough, demoralising times such as SOC, outfield, IPPT and what nots, or when your commander tekan you cos of crazily stupid reasons like yawning, the only reflex I have when I walk down the memory lane is a big wide smile.
Because of? Because while ur entire body is drenched with irky urky sweat, ur face in so many creative patterns of green and black, you have your fellow brothers-in-arms with you. We look at each other and laugh at each other, mostly because we are in that same stupid situation and there's no way out.
SAF emphasizes so much on teamwork, it can't emphasize enough. From simple things like throwing rubbish to hardcore stuff like outfield battles, you need a team to carry out everything swiftly and smoothly. And it's through these times that you forge friendships with each other, and learn from the strong points that others have.
I've been inspired too many times. I always look in admiration at how Dunyang would take all the work, volunteer for all the chores, and never nags. I advised him countless times, even told him stories, that if everyone's like him in the world woah the world would be so perfect. No worries, no crime. But NOOOO, you've got jerks lying like dogs everywhere around and he's bound to get taken advantaged of some time.
And he always replies that life would be so much meaningful if we stop thinking about how unfair the world is. Muarks. Secret formula to stay young, happy and lead a life of no regrets.
I always look at how Zhengxian demonstrates his seniority and leadership skills to get things done, and yet able to say 'no' whenever he feels unfair, wronged, or just wants to protect his section and platoon. Or how Weiteng, despite continuously failing and retaking and failing and retaking all the SOCs, never whines, though he doesn't seem to be happy as well. Emotion-less.
I will apply all I haven't learnt from them in my future endeavours. That's what NS is all about. If you haven't changed after these two years, if all u did was sleep in bunk, then you probably have wasted it all away.
Precious two years, fast huh? To all NSFs out there have you wasted it away? Before you know it, you have to work, marry, start a family and whoohoo, die.
I've forged serious friendships with Christopher, Weixing, Jeremiah, Yingxiang and the friend whom I spent the most number of years with, Eugene. I love to demonstrate violence on Christopher, maybe cos he irritates me too much, but come on, I never meant any of that. (Or did I?) Weixing, haha, my bestest friend in 40, maybe my earliest too. Stop stealing food and get your own, you cb. Jeremiah, I appreciate the fact that you always give good advice, and hang out with me in gym at night. And Yingxiang, all your GOD DAMN LAME NERDY GEPER JOKES I can only look back and laugh.
One thing's for sure we will see each other less and less, so i will try to get used to it. It's weird not seeing your faces in the toilet every morning, going for our meals together (now my meals would be me and myself only cos everyone in my family is busy and all), going for our movies, and so on. I sincerely hope you all would be successful in future, Yingxiang in your math, Christopher in your errr drawing or gaming or whatever, weixing in your family business, and jeremiah with your er girlfriend.
And my commanders are the absolute ultimate, esp Tse Siong Bernard Muyao Ee Hong. Our nightly body maintenance, the "Oh yeahssss" (Ok, I seriously hope all the vulgarities or whatever forms of guailan language I've learnt won't follow me into uni). I remember facing Tse Siong (whos in his M113) in the middle of track arguing with him that he's supposed to be dead cos i shot him already, but he just waved good bye at him and at that point of time I was too tempted to climb up the M113 and karate throw him down. I remember Bernard always asking me to do work, but yet always does the work with me, he's the closest to Dun Yang ever. Muyao who always provided me with comfort and advice, especially when I'm feeling really down. And Ee Hong, haha, ok, what the hell? I seriously don't know much about you cos most of our memories were forged in the gym, but you are a pro!!!!!
Ok, i better go right now. My post's too long and draggy.
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